Break His Heart (Harry Styles)
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I really didn't think that I will encounter this situation. Like hello? I'm far from perfect. I'm a boysih nerd. But how did I become involve with that casanova? I'm studying at Uni. And I have one classmate that known as the Casanova. Harry Styles. And now I'm in a mission. Mission that will change my whole life. I'm gonna break his heart. I'm gonna break Harry Styles heart.
"In the game called love. The one who first fall in love is the LOSER."
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